White Mage of Light

Independent, selective hc-based WoL from FFXIV. Penned by BP.

[stammeringwhitemage]

[Here’s a hot take and a compeltely wild suggestion:

Maybe Square Enix could bloody communicate when the -2146697211 HTTPS error is because of a blackout in certain servers on THEIR end prompting all European ISPs to put them on a blacklist instead of something on MY end that prompts me to fiddle with half my PC settings and reinstall the game so now if they come back I have to spend god knows how long patching again.

Just maybe.]

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[My stupid impromptu hiatus got in the way of this before but

Other than the two metas linked in Kasumi’s About, which I still need to write up, my pages are finally, finally done. I may have missed a link or two especially in the sidebars on the pages proper, but all the necessary information should be up!]

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CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”

[recklessbarbieklaus]

friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

[oraclesblessing-deactivated2021]

@stammeringwhitemage​ ღ starter call !

❝ you’re leaving so soon ? but … it feels like you just got here ! ❞ selfish , she knows , yet she shakes her head anyway . ❝ at least give me some time to finish what i’m making for you – i’ll be quick , i promise ! ❞

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“I’m s-sorry...” Kasumi managed to suppress the impulse to bow apologetically, albeit only just. It was true she’d been running to and fro, teleporting between the Source and the First, until she had to stop to avoid aether sickness. There was just so much to prepare... but Ryne was right. She did have some time, there was no need to rush over to the Ocular immediately.

So she sat herself back down on her seat behind her now-empty teacup, admittedly curious. The oracle had something for her? “There’s n-no rush, Ryne,” she assured her. “T-take your time... I can w-wait a bit.”

[stammeringwhitemage]

[...did my FC just bamboozle me hard enough that I only have two dogs left to farm

One of which I have cleared and can reliably farm]

[parismemes]

HADESTOWN THEMED HEADCANONS.

road to hell —— is your muse more passive or active when they interact with others? do they prefer to observe or interact?

any way the wind blows —— does your muse travel a lot?

come home with me —— does your muse believe in love at first sight? if so, would they ever act on those feelings?

wedding song —— what are some things that your muse does to show off?

epic I —— is your muse very musically oriented?

livin’ it up on top —— does your muse value money or happiness more?

all i’ve ever known —— do relationships change your muse? could they, if your muse loved their partner enough?

way down hadestown —— does your muse ever gossip? how easily do they believe rumors they hear?

chant —— how easily distracted is your muse? when they’re working on something they’re passionate about, is it hard to pull them away?

hey, little songbird —— would your muse easily fall for someone’s kind facade?

when the chips are down —— would your muse take an offer that would benefit them even if it would hurt someone they loved?

gone, i’m gone —— does your muse run from their problems or try to confront them?

wait for me —— how far would your muse go to save someone they loved?

why we build the wall —— if your muse was in a position of power, how would they rule? do they believe fear yields respect, or that kindness does?

our lady of the underground —— would your muse disregard the law, provided that doing so could help others?

way down hadestown (reprise) —— has your muse ever made a choice that they realized afterwords was terrible? if so, what was it?

flowers —— does your muse tend to have nightmares, good dreams, or strange dreams?

nothing changes —— does your muse believe they can change the world, or would they rather wait for someone else to do that?

if it’s true —— how badly does your muse react to the news that a loved one has left them?

how long? —— is your muse moved by others’ sorrow and suffering, or do they believe that everyone must suffer at least a little?

chant (reprise) —— is your muse a leader or a follower? do they go on well without instruction or guidance?

epic III —— does your muse keep their emotions carefully guarded, or wear them on their sleeve?

promises —— how good is your muse at keeping their word?

word to the wise —— when your muse is in a tough spot, do they seek out advice?

his kiss, the riot —— does your muse believe that helping others makes them entitled to those people’s respect?

wait for me (reprise) —— does your muse struggle more with physical or mental burdens?

doubt comes in —— how often does your muse doubt themself?

road to hell (reprise) —— does your muse still cry when watching a sad movie they’ve seen before?

we raise our cups —— is your muse the type to persevere no matter what, or do they give up easily?

[stammeringwhitemage]

“And in her heart, sow Serenity, Sanctity, and Purity.”

FFXIV Warrior of Light- Raen White Mage.

Independent & semi-selective.

Askbox and IMs always open.

Written by BP.

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hey! if ur ever looking for information on my character (whether i haven’t finished/uploaded my stats or bio pages or it’s just information you’d like to know) you can always 100% shoot me a message asking about anything! if you need something cleared up about my muse, ask me. if you wanna learn more about my muse, ask me. if something is confusing you or you just want to know more - ask me! i’m always available to answer questions about my muse because the odds are i’m probably still figuring them out. no matter how long i’ve had them for, there’s always room for character development and finding out more about them. there are some things even i haven’t figured out about my muse, so always feel free to ask me if you wanna know anything.

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@gaiavowed said: “It’s the risk that makes it so enjoyable… so… enlivening.” { e'kusye about being an impulsive adrenaline junkie? kusye about being an impulsive adrenaline junkie } (Prompt)

The cleric couldn’t really say she agreed. She’d never enjoyed the sensation of her heart pounding in her horns and her breath coming quickly and shallowly, personally. Nor did she like the way it commanded her presence of mind entirely. In battle, it was impractical at the best of times and a disaster at the worst. Outside of battle, she saw little harm in it, but she still preferred to sit down with a brush or a needle and a cup of tea.

Still- that was Kasumi’s personal opinion. She knew that others, notably Alisaie and E’kusye, were the exact opposite. It was no surprise to her that the Miqo’te lived for the thrill of danger; it added up with her outgoing, adventurous nature and energetic mannerisms. “I d-don’t mean to tell you how to live your l-life, Kusye,” she said, shaking her head. “But I do th-think you should try to keep it reasonable in battle. Be m-mindful of your surroundings! Your Carbuncles c-can be resummoned, but if you are slain b-because you felt the risk of standing within claw or sword range was w-worth the reward of tearing a slightly bigger hole in a Primal’s Aether...”

She stopped there, not wanting to finish her sentence and knowing that E’Kusye would understand her meaning. “P-please. Jump from the D-Dawn Throne and climb the M-moonfire tower all you like. But in battle... p-please be careful. My magic’s reach and p-power are limited, and we can’t lose you.” As well went unsaid.

It wasn’t even because the Summoner had the Blessing of Light, much like Kasumi, and was thus an invaluable asset to the Scions and their cause. It was just... they’d already lost so many.

[stammeringwhitemage]

“Could we not? H-hypothetically?”

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@unholyshe said: “At the rate you’re going, fate is going to start sending in debt collectors for your soul.” ( emet ) (prompt)

“My soul is s-spoken for.” She was relatively calm, so she turned her head so she could look up at him. She had been sitting in Slitherbough, looking up at the newly returned night sky in thought. With the cryptic and curious Ascian arriving, though, the time for ponderings of religious and philosophical nature was past.

She suspected she knew what he spoke of. He was an Ascian- his understanding of aether and spirit ran perhaps deeper than that of any mortal, including even Y’shtola. He must have noticed the same thing the Miqo’te had warned her of. The corruption of her aether following the absorption of the Lightwardens’ light...

Perhaps it would be safer to leave the light of the remaining two for Minfilia to take in, but Kasumi could not justify that to herself. The risk of losing the Oracle of Light was too great, and the consequences too far-reaching. A new Minfilia would not grow to combatable age in time for them to stop the Rejoining. It had to be her.

“Father Azim would not let one of His c-clerics be claimed by some foreign source. So as much as I appreciate the c-concern, I do not share it. You will have to t-tolerate me continuing on.”

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@unholyshe said: “Oh that’s a lot… a lot of blood… is that all mine?” ( thancred ) (Prompt)

Kasumi shook her head, not in response to his murmuring but as a sign of disbelief, impotency, or frustration- or maybe all three. The overwhelming scent of copper made her head spin and the cloth she used to try and tie off his most life-threatening wounds to give her time to magically tend to them got drenched through in what felt like mere moments.

“Don’t t-talk,” she told him, pushing against his good shoulder to keep him on his back. “A-and stay d-down. Th-these are hard enough to c-close as they are...” His dislocated shoulder would have to wait, same as his fractured rib. By casting and re-casting regeneration magic over him she’d managed to buy herself enough time to tend to his formerly collapsed lung, but he was still losing too much blood, too quickly for comfort.

Squinting involuntarily at the umpteenth regeneration spell tapering off, she put the butt of her cane on the ground to better channel the earth’s aether and placed her hand on his sternum so the new spell could spread from there. “I’m just going to c-close the biggest ones f-first...” With the spell cast she lowered the cane and leaned towards the pack next to her, she she could reach in with one hand for two crystallised Afflatus Lilies she could place over the largest gash, a gaping wound in his abdomen that she only just satisfied herself wasn’t bleeding from a ruptured organ.

“Th-this is going to hurt,” she warned him as she spread out the petals, “But I n-need the extra release to c-clean out the blood while c-closing it. P-please hold it t-together...”

[justmorerpmemes]

May be Mortal Starters

“I’m not dead… not yet anyway.”

“Have we really proven that I’m not immortal?”

“You ever do something this stupid again and I’ll be the one to end you, do you understand?!”

“Stop it. Death is not a ‘punk ass bitch’.”

“I’m fine, I’m super fine… see? I’m alright.”

“Wait… what happened… where am I…? How’d I get here…?”

“How are… how are you not dead?!”

“There is always something to be lost when you gamble with grim reapers.”

“Well… that’s going to leave one hell of a scar…”

“That should have killed me. I’m not complaining, but I am very confused.”

“How are you supposed to protect more people from death if you’re going to just willingly walk into it’s arms?”

“We didn’t think you were going to recover…”

“Dying? No I’m too spiteful for that.”

“Just because you haven’t died yet, doesn’t mean you’re immortal.”

“It’s the risk that makes it so enjoyable… so… enlivening.”

“I’m not afraid of something that has yet to stop me.”

“Oh that’s a lot… a lot of blood… is that all mine?”

“Risking my life doesn’t mean it’s being given away to something else.”

“At the rate you’re going, fate is going to start sending in debt collectors for your soul.”

“Stop. You need to stop or it will be the end of you.”

“Dead? Only legally speaking, for about thirteen seconds.”

“Stop being smug about cheating death, you’ll piss something off.”

“I don’t think people understand just how much you live out of pettiness and spite for the universe.”

“You aren’t going to be happy with your recovery instructions.”

“After that… yeah okay you’re mad about it, but I promise not to do it again. Probably.”

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Emet-Selch‌:

simply  watching  them  was  a  feast  for  the  eyes;  they  struggled  towards  such  a  vain  goal  so  willingly,  and  for  what?  a  smile  grew  across  his  features,  knowing  full  well  of  the  lightwarden’s  power  and  what  it  would  do  to  their  vaunted  hero.  to  see  so  many  mortals  in  one  place  working  together  for  such  a  vain  goal  amused  him  beyond  the  normal  level  that  their  foolishness  brought  him. 

his  smile  only  grew  when  he  noticed  that  selfsame  hero  approach  him;  what  could  she  possibly  want  from  him,  a  mere  observer?  arms  folded  across  his  chest  in  their  usual  lazy  fashion,  letting  out  a  sigh  as  the  girl  approached.  “  your  actions?  ”  he  laughed,  though  he  could  not  help  but  shake  his  head,  “  what  you  do  here  doesn’t  matter  to  me.  do  you  care  for  the  daily  lives  of  the  livestock  you  feed  on?  have  you  ever  wondered  how  a  single  lamb  plays  into  the  story  of  the  great  warrior  of  light? ”

the  ancient  glanced  once  around  the  area  –  a  pitiful  glance  at  those  who  would  waste  their  resources  only  to  serve  his  greater  goal.  “  all  of  them  will  be  forgotten  to  you  in  just  a  few  years,  just  nameless  faces  in  your  memories  while  you  remain  their  saviour.  oh,  what  it  must  be  like  to  be  a  pawn  in  the  face  of  a  king,  how  do  you  live  with  yourself,  kasumi  dear?  ”

How did she live with herself, knowing that the many people whose lives she had entered would continue to speak of her as their gods-blessed saviour? That they would continue to lift her up, possibly for generations to come, until she rivalled Primals in false godhood? Truth be told, it was not something Kasumi had put much thought into. “When I come across a soul in n-need,” she defended, “I cannot turn my b-back on them. Whether they forget me after or tell t-tales of me to their children is their prerogative, n-not mine.”

She placed her arms behind her, locking her hands on the small of her back, as the processed the rest of the Ascian’s words- her expression one of concentration and deep thought. She hated to admit it, but he had a point. He didn’t have to care to stop them, if their short lives and the path they chose to walk in the time they had were really so inconsequential to him. ....she would argue that she did not watch the lamb be born and grow up before it was slaughtered and fed to her, but there was something else, something potentially far more important, that stood out about his words.

“The lamb in your analogy d-does, however, serve a purpose to me. It will nourish me, k-keeping me from starving and thus allowing me to retain m-my strength and energy to continue on my p-path.” She did not look at him, face fixed forward, though her gaze itself was more towards the heavens, as though searching for Father Azim’s guidance in her choice of words to convey her thoughts properly. “So w-while I would not spare it a thought afterward, I would need a s-substitute if that lamb did not exist.”

“So what nourishment do you g-get from us? You don’t just w-wait for the lamb to grow up to feed you, you watch it. You pulled it out of the r-river so it would not d-drown before its appointed time. You t-taught it the way of the wolves, so that it may understand the risks of its p-pasture. What is in it for you, Y-Your Former Radiance?”

[stammeringwhitemage]

“Rude! You can’t just steal someone’s bagels like that!”

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D&D Classes: Kasumi

bold what definitely applies, italicize what sometimes applies

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰𝙽   »   toothy grins, stories around the campfire, clothes covered in pet hair, hot temper, old jeans, heartbeat in head, potatoes and steak, beaded jewelry, bruises like galaxies, mementos, backpack stuffed full, craigslist furniture, spontaneous road trips, air ripped from lungs

𝙱𝙰𝚁𝙳   »   homemade bread, white lies, easily excited, trying on hats, band geek, pep talks, no impulse control, sunsets, vintage fashion, long showers, selfies, following dreams, rosy cheeks, song mash-ups, pink lemonade with tequila, loves easily, animated storyteller, full of comebacks

𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙲   »   list of wishes, biting their tongue, band-aids and neosporin, shoulder to cry on, morning sun, necklaces, trial and error, homemade quilts, formal clothing, astrology fan, messages in bottles, pleated braids, speaking up for friends, feathers, motivational quotes, vivid dreams

𝙳𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙳   »   bird watching, shy kid, wind chimes, trying to whistle, summer camp, apple orchards, lost in their head, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, hoodies, thrift shopping, saving worms off the sidewalk, pig latin, bare feet, thunderstorms, numb fingers, braided hair, naming potted plants

𝙵𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙴𝚁   »   goosebumps, leather jackets, adventure, chewing nails, cares deeply but can’t show it, bronze locks, no sleep, taste of iron, netflix binges, never forgets, combat boots, stories behind scars, table for one, official soundtracks, sore calves, trusts themselves the most

𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙺   »   always trying to be better, wanderlust, meditation, sweat pants, old   photographs, yoga, sleeping in hammocks, nostalgia, minimalist design, a breath of fresh air, baby animals, volunteering, perfectionist, doesn’t care about fashion, healthy snacks, noticing the little things

𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽   »   school uniforms, thick jackets, sleeping with the windows open, logical advice, scrapbooking, compasses, i fight for my friends, sculpture gardens, cold morning air, big soul, likes routine, secret romantic, last to get jokes, sunflowers, practical presents, misty weather

𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁   »   herbal tea, smell of rain, blinking away tears, camping trips, collecting bones, swiss army knives, first impressions, anxious thoughts, bobby pins, burnt marshmallows, too competitive, clothes lines, messenger bags, holding grudges, gets along better with animals than people

𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚄𝙴   »   flirtatious sarcasm, candid photos, lost phone chargers, adrenaline rush, picking dirt out from beneath their nails, social chameleon, clashing clothes, self-deprecating jokes, claw machines, sits in chairs wrong, smudged eyeliner, has too many sunglasses, eats nothing or everything

𝚂𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚁   »   infectious laugh, family trees, shivers down their spine, lipstick and roses, mood swings, clumsy, believing in destiny, high expectations, sleeping in darkness, collection of nail polish, passionate, good grades but never studies, poetry books, blowing kisses, not knowing their own strength

𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺   »   knowing everyone’s secrets, backpack covered in pins, envy, being in walmart late at night, earl grey, selective memory, conspiracy theories and cryptids, key smashing, need to know basis, can’t cook, bags under eyes, experimental art, flickering bulbs, black clothing all year long

𝚆𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳   »   piles of textbooks, cat in lap, keeping a diary, indecision, scented candles, studying alone in a café, lingering touches, museum dates, unanswered questions, taking on too much responsibility, collections, chalk dust, comfy robes, unnecessary apologies, coming home after a long day

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